and the vessels cross from the Downs to Calais. Sometimes, while you stand there, it is amazing with what velocity they skim along. Here are little neat lodgings, and good wholesome provisions. Perhaps they would not suit a great countess, as our friend Mr. Mason has it, but a little great actress is more easily accommodated. I'm afraid it will grow larger, though, and then adieu to the comforts of retirement. At present the place cannot contain above twenty or thirty strangers, I should think. I have bathed four times, and believe I shall persevere, for Sir Lucas Pepys says my disease is entirely nervous. I believe I am better, but I get on so slowly that I cannot speak as yet with much certainty. I still suffer a good deal. Mr. Siddons leaves me here for a fortnight while he goes to town upon business, and my spirits are so bad that I live in terror of being left alone so long. We have been here nearly three weeks, and I propose staying here, if possible, till September, when I shall go to town to my brother's for some days, and then set off for Mr. Whalley's at Bath. I shall hope to see you at Nuneham, though, before you leave it.
"Now, my dear Lady Harcourt, let me congratulate you upon having almost got to the end of this interesting epistle and myself, in the honour of your friendship, which has flattered me into the comfort of believing that you will not be tired of your prosing, but always very affectionate and faithful servant,
"Pray offer my love, and our united compliments, to all."
Michael Kelly gives an account of the landlady's opinion of La grande actrice Anglaise at the hotel
